[ITP: ART IMITATES LIFE]

[o_sarchasm]

[On this side of camp, there is a boy. A boy with hopes, dreams, and regrets, but most of all, a boy who really has to pee.

Far, far on the other side of camp, there are the boys' bathrooms.

It was never meant to be.]

(( YOU ARE COMPELLED TO TALK TO SOKKA AT LENGTH eta taking a break, will pick up to the best of my ability after some history

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[sharpasfire]

[considering Azula is standing right in the path of this attempted race, no you're pretty screwed]

What are you doing?

[o_sarchasm]

[definitely not jumping back a little, oh no]

Walking?

[sharpasfire]

What's the matter, Water Tribe? Used up the last of your seaman's legs? You're looking a little unsteady.

[o_sarchasm]

[...first attempt to WALK AROUND YOU goes here!]

[sharpasfire]

[first attempt denied as Azula somehow effortlessly glides into your way again]

[o_sarchasm]

What do you want, Azula?

[sharpasfire]

[noticing your urgency and becoming even more nonchalant]

A few minutes of your time. It occurs to me that ever since you've infiltrated the Fire Nation and see how we do things, I never had the pleasure of getting to know your culture. I think it would improve relations.

[o_sarchasm]

Like I'd tell you anything.

[sharpasfire]

You can refuse, of course. I have a more hands on alternative, but it's not as delicate. Ice doesn't stand well against fire for long periods of time...

[glances back to see where he's trying to get to]

You might not mind though. After all, water is water to you people...

[o_sarchasm]

...

[I can't even tell if that was a threat or a taunt or what anymore I FEEL LIKE MY INSIDES ARE DROWNING IN MY OWN URINE]

[sharpasfire]

[it can be both I'm multitasking]

After all, a cascading waterfall, a lake, a river, maybe even the most pathetic trickling creek, that's still something you consider your territory. Even if your boats can't compare to ours I imagine you've spent more years staring out at that vast expanse of ocean that would impress some of our Admirals...

[o_sarchasm]

I don't have time for this.

[SECOND ATTEMPT!1]

[sharpasfire]

[is that my foot snaking out right in front of you? oh dear]

[o_sarchasm]

[hello ground, my dear old friend]

[sharpasfire]

Why, the mere reminder of water from tears and sweat must comfort the Water Tribe peasantry.

Are you sweating yet, Sokka?

[o_sarchasm]

[getting to his feet. and then ATTEMPT 3]